Frankly, He Gives a Damn!

This past weekend, the world watched as a dominant young athlete at the pinnacle of his career accomplished a feat unequaled in the history of sport. No, not Roger Federer and his fifteen Grand Slam titles. Sure, the Swiss has proven he can whack fuzzy balls, but how many wieners can he stuff in his maw in ten minutes? Sixty-eight? No sir, that crowning achievement belongs to proud American son Joey “Jaws” Chestnut, the Ric Flair of competitive eating. Chestnut not only set a new world record Saturday, but won his third-consecutive mustard-yellow belt in Nathan’s Famous 4th of July Hot Dog Eating Contest. Like a baby calf being born, it was disgusting to watch, but beautiful at the same time. 

noun.     Term used by the International Federation of Competitive Eating (IFOCE) to describe a person vomiting during competition. This bush-league move results in immediate disqualification and is the equivalent of crying after being hit by a wild pitch in MLB.  

In his last will and testament, actor Walter Matthau requested Nathan’s hot dogs be served at his funeral – they were. “I miss him, I really do. Say, where’d you get that hot dog?”

IFOCE Masters of Mastication: World Records